PJ & Rooster - OutKast

Workin on somethin new

Sound like some bullshit, I mean you really think the audience is gonna

appreciate that?

Well Rooster say I can play what I wanna

No, nevermind anything that Rooster tell ya, you gonna play the stuff I like,

okay?

Ain’t noboodddyyy like my style, yeah

I light my fire, yeah

(I light my fire, I light my fire!)

They blow it out, yeah

(They blew it out, they blew it out!)

And don’t nobooddyyy gonna feel like that, no

Monkeys on my back crawl

Now watch them all fall

Gon' fall!

Look out!

Nobody wanted to dance

When I had a lot of time on my hands

Now I gotta lot of hands on my time

And everybody wanna be a friend of mine

Whoa, whoa!

I wouldn’t mind a friend

The fellas back home all tryna win

Moon keeps shining on bootleg bottles

Cops in the street, keep yo' feet on the throttle

Sellin what you got, can’t afford they model

Yellin, «Go DJ, go!»

Ain’t no Idddllleee;

everything is Wild, yeah

You can be here now, yeah

(Sometimes you turn around)

Be in the ground, yeah

(Or die six feet underground)

And ain’t no bibllleee at this here church, no

You won’t find God, no

Might meet Him first, oh

Oh, God!

Look out!

Nobody wanted to leave

House so packed that we couldn’t even breathe

And ain’t no better place to fall in love

Angels sent from heaven above

Swing down!

They gon' change ya life

You might make a baby, might meet ya wife

But one sure thing that you gonna say

Deep down south rustling in yo' place

Them Idlewild cats man they don’t play

Don’t make me send the telegram to Rooster, he’ll shoot ya

You better come harder than that sweetie!

This ain’t no mortuary!

And you don’t wanna take it to the gat so soon

Stinkin to ya Jenkins, waiting in the upper room

Tell ya maker, say ya prayers, we some playas but you made us

Mashed potatoes, bad potato, blast you hater, blast the gator

So you might just wanna kick back and drink roots

Take hat to ya woman, relax, break loose

Cause pret' soon if she choose, she gon' walk away from you

Straight to the Rooster cause he’s cock-a-doodle poo

What they do fool?

Who’s tryna run a small time crap shooting

All time fat chewing, hats got the matching suit and lens

All cats pursuing, kinda wild, it’s Idlewild

Time to break it on, break it on down now

Percival take it on out!

Say whoa Mammy… whoa Mammy!

Say whoa Pappy… whoa Pappy!

Say whoa Mammy… whoa Mammy!

Say whoa Pappy… whoaaa!

Everybody get up!

Aww, naw, naw, naw, get down!

Everybody get up!

Aww, naw, naw, naw, get down!

Everybody get up!

Aww, naw, naw, naw, get down!

Everybody get up!

Aww, naw, naw, naw, get down!

Everybody get up!

Aww, naw, naw, naw, get down!

Everybody get up!

Aww, naw, naw, naw, get down!

Everybody get up!

Aww, naw, naw, naw, get down!

Everybody get up!

Aww, naw, naw, naw, get down!